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Let's chill!

Guy
Passenger side
Slouched over
Little momma driving
Her new whip
Like your chauffeur

Guy
What happened to grinders
Getting it

Fearless, full of god I got a hole in my side
Crack the seventh seal, you'll never take me alive
I got a lot to say, Can't you type any faster

Can I dedicate these lines
Art is how we decorate space
But music is how we decorate time
Every minute passing by
Ima live my life according

verse
You don't stand alone - You're not on your own.
There are others here who will stand by your side.
When rivers rage - when storm clouds form

things no ey matter
Wae we ey hustle for road side
Nobi say weno try Buh the money no ey
Weno ft to even by bow tie
But baba god come give we the blessing

and
Now we're partners
That's my brother, just different mothers
And different fathers
You watchin' common to let
The drama make misery
We, bonded over

Know I'm a baller but I got no stamina
I think Imma call her before she get mad or sum
Baby it's hectic my day is just full of fun
Feeling neglected

anxiety
You'll stand at the side laughing at me

Pushed down by a simple thing
How could this change me?
Yea how could it change the smile on me?
Yea how

strong, tan up by the gate
ArtRoom don't play
Father god mi have faith
Yuh nuh seet seh, violence done reach RJ
Steam fish and okra
Nuh waan di vegetable,

be here for long 

Ouu Ouu 
Ouu Ouu 

Keep telling us your story 
We won't leave you behind 
You were sitting there 
Pictures by your side

You'll

the time
Is not really by ma side
Sometimes i think about ma life it makes me panic
I know is nothing although is all about ma habit
Somebody help me out cos

holding the line

Hey, boy, dressed up to play the hero
With your camouflage and your gun
Embroiled in the rage your father gave you
Your inheritance handed

act
So I can stay in my place
All I wanted was to stay by your side
All that I seem to say please don't

I can hear them coming
They have stopped

south
Saw her slob on a knob not no jobs
My father died blocks off Cottage Grove
Melody gone heartbroken feeling sad song 
Situated consistent near

so fineness 

hapa or people buy the vetements 
Kids are missing out side idk
I drink a piemont 
My father always told me to sit low
Now look ur bank

it is
And i aint fight there witchu and i aint side with them
I tried to dead that issue and had to let it live
Ironic 
Now a father grow without his

and the flasher
I am the father, the son and the bastard
I am the church and the steeple
Open the door and see all the people

All of this in one man

III: Garden

need a guide, not the type for picking sides
'Cause no matter what I try, they still gonna think they wise
Although everything is lies, there's still

you wear

Did you ever write it down
Did you ever speak about it again
And my father says you prayed 
You lit candles and you waved out your hands
I

Staying positive, filling the fridge like a true goddess.
For true fathers who relate, yeah all my blue collars.
Doing what it takes just to make a few

To see what I’ve gathered at
Ground floor Two

The ones you refer to as fathers
Yesterday they were just sinners
Well I miss my steps
And there’s

She’s death in a blue dress

Who's that girl? Ugly girl?
Rotten teeth, tangled curls
Devil walks by her side
She is Lucifer's own child

Bluebird,

you're never too old for life
I hope it ends the way it started with you standing by my side
We stood beside the broken gate
I saw the look in your fathers

children
The self-conceiving mother-father
Do not banish me from before your eyes
Behold
I am knowledge from my own discovery
I am light and shadow
No. Do